davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
, 1887-04-23
MEssRs. GLADSTONE AND PARNELL.

London, April IA friend in pri.
vate lite, who had interviews ycster-
dav with Messrs.G lndatone and Par
nell. has placed me in possession of
direct information as TO their feelings
and intentions with regard TO the
present situation. Both leaders ex-
press q strong conviction that the
coercion bill will not become a law.
cit will not pass" said Mr.. ParnelI.
"It shnll not pass" said Nr. Glad
stone. The latter added: Il will take
any steps that may be necessary to
prevent it,
"But they say the Speaker is pre-
pared to suspend even you, MIR.
Gladstone" said my friend.
"They will suspend me, will theyF"
said Mr. Gladstone with one Of his
commons gestures. "Then l tell you
it would not stop there"
In furthur conversation Mr.. Glad
stone expressed yer greater indi2na-
ton and astonishment ut the contents
Of the bill than he has already express
sed in the house: PnrnelI was cooler
but not less confident. His belief is
that in the face of the absolute, exhau-
stiye opposition which will be offered,
by a solid phalanx Of liberals, radicals
and Irish members to every line and if
necessary almost every word Of the
bill when it reaches the committee
stage, government will find it practi-
cally impossible, though their majority
theoretically amply suffices, to cnrry
the IN easure, without such vital
notifications as will render the
introduction Of it at all only discredi-
table 20 them.
It is of the greatest interest, Of
course, 10 know that these sanguine
views are held by the W. men most
entitled 10 speak. But | must add,
less informed persons fail to see what
is 10 preysolt ohe success of the
government if they stick to their guns.
A prominent member of the cabinet
said to me last night: "Uf course they
fully expected a great and sudden
increase in crime, both agrarian and
OF q more serious sort"
There was AN angry but unimport-
ant sqaabble in the % mons last
The only points of debate
worth mentioning were Labo uch ere's
, 1887-04-23

crimes act amendment bill with a hos.
tile amendment. The form which this
shall take has not yet been decided
upon.-Ibid.
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New Things in the Fireworks Line.

The new things in the fireworks line which
are sold by large downtown dealers are
numerous. For the small boy there are num-
Der of extra large and extra noisy torpedoes,
which are said not to be dangerous to the
user, although exasperating to all hearers
From China come lot of larger and con-
sequently noisier fre-crackers than have
ever been in the country before. The ordi-
nary fire-cracker is being sold in larger
quantities every year. This is the only kind
of fireworks not made in this country, it
being absolutely impossible to come any
where near the price they can be imported
for. Two thousand four hundred fire
crackers cost the retail dealer 81, and can
not be made here for less than twice that
amount. There are colored freely wheels
which send out white and vari-col0red lets
of flame, the colored tiger-lily, which re-
wolves at great rate of speed. and sends out
tongues of flame, making it look like a
gorgeous flower: falling leaflets, which
send out a broad stream of silver and gold
fakes which last for some time; rockets
which send forth all kinds of stars, figures,
etc, in all the colors of the rainbow
NsU York Evening Post.
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But it was the sheriff that answered, for
by this time he had by quick glances COM
pared the model and the foot.
at means that murder will out Itmeans
that you, you wretched old sinner, are the
murderer of Dave Carl 1t means that
must do a thing which hoped never to have
to do-hang a naanP
The only answer of the prisoner was
groan of despairl But the words of the
sheriff sounded so heartless, though uttered
more in surprise than in anger or triumph,
that they angered me.
"You have no right sir, to speak SO to an
old man, prisoner, in your power and GUS
tody! You have no right, as an officer who
must impanel the jury that shall try this
man to PREJUDICE his easel l demand youi
immediate withdrawal, that l may confer
with my client without your hearing" Ant
as / said this, snatched the model from
the sheriff's hand
He was just and sensible man, albeit a
little hasty of temper, and so instead of re-
senting my hot words and act, answered
very frankly:
You are right, Mr.. Gully; you are
right! l forgot myself" And he with
drew.
Poor Blake, still dazed and only half re-
covered, was walking the narrow cell, wiring
ing his hands in mute despair But now,
when the officer had withdrawn, he cried in
q suppressed voice:
80, Uncle Tom, Uncle Tom, what have
you done? What have you done? And to
think, too, that l, fool that am, have made
your escape impossiblep'
The prisoner groaned again groaned such
deep, helpless groan of agony as appeared
to shake the stone walls about us.
said nothing. l knew it was folly to at
tempt any intelligent interview now
After some minutes, and it seemed hours,
Blake sank down into the iron bedstead be-
side me, and all three were silent.
AT last l turned toward the prisoner, to
speak, but sob rose in my throat; for his
face wore the most pitiable expression have
ever seen.
"Uncle Tom" began, at length, 1--WE
thought we were doing the best thing posi-
BILE, for you; but it appears that we were
mistakenr
Blake had not uttered a word after sinking
on to the cot. The ignorant old man, with
the same hopeless, despairing expression in
his face looked at us for a long time dumblr.
At length he faltered: 81 s'pose you uns
thinks I'm guilty, too"
The utter, pathetic despair of his voice is
indescribable. We did not answer, but still
watched him narrowly, as he sat- now,
gazing at the stone floor.
After time he lifted his eyes and stared
at the opposite wall. And then, slowly,
there stole into his face a strange, almost
awful light, softening the hard lines of it,
and chasing from it the look of despair and
terror. Then, slowly he slid from off the
cot and was on his knees his clasl,cd hands
and face uplifted and his eyes closed, as one
closes his eyes and uplifts his face in prayer.
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After hearing the evidence as fully as il
was then in the possession of Blake and my
self Qor Blake was at every consultation, his
shook his head gravely. He, too, as we
plainly saw, believed the prisoner guilty.
Blake and finally, though with much re-
luctance, determined to tell him of the pris
oner's solemn appeal. l recited the incident
as impressively as l could and at the end had
the satisfaction of seeing on Mr.. Goodwin's
face something like look of compassion and
of understanding that the compassion was
felt for myself, not for my client.
Still my faith was not shaken. said to
myself: 81 havs simply failed to convey any
proper idea of the awful, solemn scene"
"Why trouble yourself about the matter Of
guilt or innocence ?" questioned my learned
associate. "Mr. Doty is entitled to fair and
impartial trial and to every honest endeavor
we can make in his behalf, guilty or inno-
cent. We are not his judges only his counsel
and advocates" he went on.
Really, Mr.. Goodwin" cried, in my in
experience, II could not find it in my heart
to defend this man if knew him guilty Of
this cowardly murderp
"Ah, if you knew him guilty p he answered
with suggestive emphasis.
The day of trial came quickly, and the
only persons who believed in Doty's limo
cence, Blake and myself, were prepared to
bring forward one single, exculpatory fact
only in his behalf: his left hand was Grip
pied in such wise as to render it improbable
that he could have struck the fatal blow with
it. On the other hand, the prosecution had
woven about him what appeared an invul-
nerable network of circumstances, chief
among which, and enough, standing alone,
was the unique footprint, perfectly modelled
by the skillful hand of, after his counsel, his
one friend.
The jury, twelve sturdy yeomen, gathered,
by special Venire, from all quarters of the
county, distant from the vicinage of the
tragedy, were in the box each having sworn
that he knew nothing of the case and that he
had no conscientious scruples against i'.ficting
the death penalty for murder a qualification
growing, l am happy to record, more and
more rare as the years roll by.
Doty sat with his chin on his breast,
evincing that stolid hopelessness always
prejudicial in the eyes of the average OBJ
server, but which have often seen in per-
fectly innocent men.
TO BE CONCLUDED NEXT WEEK
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OZONE.
The Mysterious Chemical Agent Getting
to be Understood.


to be Understood.
Ozone, according to the recent careful OBJ
servations of DIR. Olszewski, boils at tenn
perature of loco G. This curious sub
stance-the nature of which was so long
mystery, and about which so many conflict
ing hypothesis have been devised-is now
becoming well known to us. For the sake
of those of our readers who have not been
able to follow the details of recent research,
we may in a few words summarize the pres
ent state of our knowledge. Ozone is denser
form of oxygen. Its specific gravity is "a,
that of common oxygen being 16, and that
of hydrogen |. 1t is highly probable that its
molecules contain three similar oxygen
atoms. In the concentrated state it is a pow
erful irritant poison, and it is very unstable
decomposing with explosion and with evolu-
ton of heat and exerting a most powerful
action on oxidizable materials. For some
time past it has been known that it liquefies
under the influence of combined cold and
pressure. The liquid is indigo blue and its
vapOr in a tolerably concentrated state has q
color which can only be compared to that of
an Italian sky. Olszewski has now succeeded
in liquefying it at the ordinary atmospheric
pressure by exposing it to the intense cold
of boiling oxygen (-181o c. When eau
tiously heated the liquid began to evaporate,
and when heated to LOGO c. it entered into
active ebullition. 1t is a very dangerous
substance to work with.-Lancet.
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A DANDELTON.

last night spiders dainty lace
Hung soft and feecy Ger the place,
Where two tall spears of meadow grass
Guarded fairy mountain pass.
When sweet bird voices called to-day
And morning sunbeams stole that way,
The sheeny web held jewels bright
Where dewdrops glistened in the night.
And underneath an orb of gold
Looked upward to the sky, half bold,
Half shy, as its fringes it spread
To seek the sunshine overhead.
The dandelion's yellow blow,
Beneath the cobweb all aglow
With iridescent drops of dew,
Painted its coquetry anew.
-Providence Journal.
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LoNsDALE,s ANCESTRAL HOME.
Its Gorgeous Treasures Falling Under the
Hammer of the Auctioneer.

manner OF tne AucttOnoors
At the Earl of Lonsdale's Carlton House
terrace ancestral home there has been grand
reception during the week of all the picture
dealers and furniture brokers of London and
Paris, who have come to see the place as 1t
has been these fifty years, but will be no
more, for by this time the pitiless hammer
of Christie is knocking down the bric-a-brac
without remorse. And what an inferno the
place is, with its Pompadours and du Barrys
and de Maintenons and Mignons, its Nell
Gwynnes, Duchesses of Portsmouth, and
Peg Woffingtons, Sinking and leering with
their soft, sleepy eyes in wanton magnifi-
cence from every wall, dressed, or rather
undressed in the fashion that came in when
modesty went out, as Horace Walpole said
of them Everythingis in the vilest taste of
French upholstery Of the Louis Seize style.
debased by the coarser feeling of our 'Grande
Monarque," George ~. 1t reminded me of
nothing so strongly as the old crushroom of
the opera in Lumley's time, and l expected
every moment to meet Dolly Fitzclarence
arm and arm with his great pal" Sir
George Wombwell, fresh from the Omnibus
box" Interiors of this sort can well be
spared, and to purify the place good rat
thing fire is about the only thing Philistine
could wish for-LOndOn Truth.
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THEN LIFE WOULD BE COMPLETE.
SARAH K. BOLTON.

If l could have the sunsets, dear,
And have you, too;
The mellow light of coming night,
And have you, too;
If could have the moonlight, dear,
And have you, too;
Its loving face and tender grace,
And have you, too;
If could have the song of birds,
And have you, too;
The quiet work, and murmuring brook,
And have you, too;
Your sympathy and cheering words,
Like fragrant flowers;
The daisies sweet, beneath our feet,
In summer hours;
Then life would be complete for me;
A cloudless day;
Not wealth nor fame, but one dear name
To bear for aye.
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It was an awful moment If did not
hear Blake's heart beating then it was my
own heard. There appeared to pervade the
cell some supernatural presence. The still
ness was audible!
In voice unearthly in its solemnity the
prisoner uttered this solemn petition
off am guilty of the murder of David
Carr may God strike me dead while kneel
in His awful presence"
For a moment he remained as motionle3s
as statue; then slowly his hands descended !;
he opened his eyes and arose as calmly as
one might from his evening devotiohs, and
seated himself again on the cot, with face
as placid as if he had never suffered pan,
in all his mortal life.
| looked at Blake the tears were stream
ing down his face, while those in my OWN
eyes blinded me, but not so completely
that did not see that Blake felt as did that
Thomas Doty was not the murderer of David
Carl
Because of our superstition, did we feel so !?
No, because of the superstition of the pris-
oner! And observe, by the way that in
no other of the several hundred criminal
causes in which have been engaged have /
ever witnessed such appeal.
All manner of adjuration, asseveration and
great oaths have heard but not this face
to face appeal.
Blake and soon found that we We're alone
in our belief in the old mans innocence.
Those who knew us gave us credit for our
entire honesty of conviction, but reckoned us
credulous. For while we did not hesitate to
say that it was the conduct of the prisoner
that had satisfied us, we did not care, for fear
of derision, to speak of that conduct with
particularly.
From the moment that he found that we
two believed him innocent Doty became
quite resigned and almost cheerful; though
not for an instant did he expect anything
less than life sentence, even if he should be
tried at all, which now appeared doubtful as
threats of mob violence became so loud and
ominous that heavy guard was kept about
the Jail day and night. The court was sit
ting, and on the fourth day from that of the
tragedy the grand jury returned an indict-
ment against the prisoner for murder in the
first degree and the trial was fixed for the
following week.
My anxiety amounted to agony!
Satisfied of my clients innocence, yet
saw no possible way of escape. Nor did
Blake suffer less.
feared continuance, lest the mob should
take matters in hand, despite guards; for it
was an era of blood and violence, and it was
openly said that the forbearance OF the law
less was conditioned upon a speedy trial and
conVietion.
In my despair l called to my aid an old
and very able criminal lawyer-a Mr.. Good,
win.
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MY FIRST MURDER CASE.
CYRUS F. M'NUTT.
copyrighted, 1851

Returning to the place of the tragedy we
found the inquest sitting. The surgeons
were making the autopsy.
As the character of the fatal wound was
of some importance on the final trial, l re-
produce the surgeons description of it as set
out in the report of the coroner: 1--WE found
an incised wound made by sharp, cutting
instrument, entering the chest Immediately
to the left of the sternum between the fifth
and sixth ribs, in the fifth intercostal space,
to the depth of four and one-half inches, and
in length seven inches, severing the left
auricle of the heart completely from the rest
of the organ"
1.-The blow was struck with the left hand,
wasn't it, doctor?" queried Blake, and re-
ceived for answer:
Eyes, and by left-handed man! A man
naturally right-handed could not strike such
blow as this was with the left hand"
Blake looked grave.
He fell to questioning the neighbors of the
dead man and the prisoner. Carr, these said,
had come into the neghborhood some six
years before; and during all this time had
been Doty's tenant, and for most of the time,
being unmarried, had been o member of his
household.
No trouble had arisen between the two, I'M
til a month ago, when they had had bitter
quarrel, during which Carr, man of thirty,
struck Doty in the face with his open hand !;
whereat Doty had made ugly threats, but
subsequently had manifested desire to bury
the Ratchet.
On the morning of the day of the killing,
Doty had, in company with neighbor, the
mutual friend of the two men, come to Carr
where he was blowing, with view to set
Ting their troubles, and had offered to pay
him 500 if he would yield up the
tenancy. Carr had declined the offer r
and the two separated without anger
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or harsh words Carr was a man
of peace, good neighbor, and not =
known to have an enemy, unless
Doty should be so counted Armed
with these facts and the model in
bark of the unique Footprint,
We started homeward. Somehow
felt depressed. Blake appeared
quite satisfied. Tapping his breast
pocket where he had bestowed the model
he said in a voice of triumph:
"This will save my old friend!'
'0r hang him r' l added. almost ;nvolun-
tarily.
Blake drew rein, stopped the horses and
turned upon me with an expression of face
still easily recall. 1t had never once oc-
cured to him that there was the remotest
possibility that this evidence might prove
fatal to his benefactor, as he insisted on
characterizing the prisoner
My God" he exclaimed under his breath
his nostrils dilating. "My God if thought
that possible, I'd tear this piece of bark into
million fragments and scatter them to the
four winds"
DO you think that would be rightP'' l
questioned. THAT might do for me, his at
torney, sworn to keep his secrets" went
on; but for you'll am no casuist but l
should have doubts"
Whats the use talking nonsense: he's
not guilty?" he cried, recovering his conf
dence, and he laid whip, till we fairly flew
toward town.
Neither spoke again until we had alighted
and were walking rapidly toward the jail
Had we better go in alone and make this
examinations" ] suggested, still feeling a
strange misgiving. 1t was so agreed though
Blake in no wise shared my apprehension,
if my vague feeling may be so called
But in this instance it required three to
make bargain. The sheriff, who must let
us in the prisoners cell, pressed in with us,
saying as he did so:
II understand you've been measuring
tracks, and am curious to see the result"
Some one coming from the place of the
tragedy had given it out that Blake and my
self were following up the trail of the culprit
and taking its measure.
We had no choice but to go forward.
Flake, still confident, drew the model from
his pocket as we entered the cell.
Hold up your left foot, Uncle Tom! I" he
cried, cheerily, as he approached the old
MAN. oittib6 Oh thC COt III tlc COTueT.
Leaning against the wall, the prisoner
obeyed with alacrity, lifting the foot so that
the light from the grated window fell fairly
upon the sole of it.
mere glance sufficedl Blake staggered
lack and would inevitably have fallen if he
had not leaned on the angles of the walls /;
and there came into his handsome face an
expression 1 shall never, while l retain my
senses, forget. 1t was deathly. He gasped
for breath For there before him was the
boot-not peg, not a tack wanting-that
had made the track, the model of which he
held in his trembling hand.
The sheriff, suspecting the grave import OF
the young merchants behavior, seized the
model from the paralyzed and powerless
hand that held it, while the prisone,', in a
voice full of terror, gasped:
"In Gods name, Mr.. Blake, tell ne what
his means2''
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-07-16

AS A FLESH REsToRER it pos
sesses the highest value. The whole
tendency of its action is to stimulate
the digestion of fat-producing foods,
and its effect is invariably to give
fullness and roundness to the female
form, and robustness to the masculine
frame.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-07-16
WEAK AND DELICATE PERSONS

WEAK AND DELICATE PERSONS
GENERALLY who require some arti-
fetal restorative-and especially those
who are inclined to Consumption
will find this preparation exactly
suited to their needs. 1t is specific
for the Coughs and Nervous affec-
tons usually incident to a low state
Of the system.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-07-16
They Both Strike Out.

81 don't know much about athletic sports"
said the accountant, "but l do know that a
COOL swimmer and poor baseball player
are alike; they both strike out" Then he
laughed in harsh, rasping manner, like an
tangled partial payment and Interest account
was soon lost to sight in an endless column
of figures about as long as the score of part
of the first half of one inning of a short
cricket match. -Burdette.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-07-16

NURSING MOTHERS, who suffer
from poverty of milk, will find it a
specific for their troubles 1t slim
ulates the digestion, sharpens the
appetite, invigorates and builds up
the entire system, and excltes a gen.
erous flow of milk.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-07-16
A Brave Man Shrinks.

"How's this, JohnP You said you in
tended to propose to Miss Gushington this
evening" and here you are back before nine
o'clock. She surely didn't refuse your"
moo, didn't propose. concluded to
postpone the question:"
that girl it's your own fault. The idea of be-
ing such a coward. You, who have bravely
walked up to the lannon's mouth"
Yes, but the cannon hadn't been eating
onionsU
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-07-16

For sale by Druggists and Deal
ers throughout the United States.
Price fifty cents per bottle.
One dozen bottles sent to any part
of the United States, expressage
paid. upon receipt of five dollars.
The Charles A. Vogslsr o., Baltimore Nd.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-07-16

will find it admirably adapted for
sustaining life and restoring lost
strength. When the stomach is weak
and refuses other nourishment the
Extract will prove an excellent sub
stitute for food.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-07-16
They Acted Like Married People.

eyes, sir, have known these two to sit
together through the entire evening, many
and many time, and hardly word pass
between them"
~ see. They are married"
"Not a, bit OF it. They are expert checkef
players. - Posf0n Transcript.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-07-16
Social Customs in Texas.

A gawky, piny woods Texan walked int
the palatial home of Senator Reagan Just
the senator and family were seating Il
selves at breakfast.
won't you sit down and have breah
with usH asked the senator, who saw
probable legislator six years hence.
"No Pm bleeged to yer, Gin'rel," said
now. Yer see dad died last night an we uns
hev all been eatin' an gwine on all night.
coined over to borrow yer shovel to dig hole
to plant the old man in."-Ihe Colonel.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-07-16
A Commemorative Statement.

We never knew of anybody that was hur
by a ripe watermelon and never saw any
body that could point out any person who
was willing to say that he ever knew or
heard any one remark that he knew of a
PERSONS being cognizant of any ones being
harmed by ripe acknowledgement
Union.